Sep 29, 2007 1:06pm
Blessed To Know The Dead -- How Bout Music In General
I have made a lot of Thai friends here over the past two years -- without being mean, most of them know very little about music. Maybe I am just a snob.
I was driving with my friend, he is a taxi driver. He was listening to this english song (maybe it is a hit back home). I asked him if he knew what this was, he said no, I just keep the radio on. I finally had a serious music talk with him. He could not believe how into music i was. He asked me how I knew so much about music. I told him my mom and sis had all the records, radio stations were cool in the 80's -- well some of them, been to over 200 concerts and currently research new music on the net daily (Right Here).
He asked me to make him a cd of some of the music i grew up on, so i popped open my mac, grabbed 2 cds and blasted through my i tunes collection in like 5 minutes (No Dead).
Here's what I came up with, half of them are live. I have been listening to this playlist for the last hour. Wow, does it bring back memories. Yes, they are all middle of the road classics, but something is different here tonight.
What kind of memories do any of these songs bring back for all of you who "grew up" with this music too? Would be nice to hear your stories at 3:00 AM on Sunday morning here in Thailand.
Here's some of mine:
1. Every X Mas, my mom used to break out like 10 boxes of decorations, you name it, she had it. I was so stoked at five, six, seven to help her put them up. 1980's Penn. cold winters, hot chocolate, sleigh riding (do children still do this), and listening to Rock 107, KRZ FM or some awesome records. I remember many of the Boss' classic songs growing up, my mom had all his records. BUT, whenever I hear Hungry Heart now, it takes me right back to stringing up the lights on the X Mas Tree and listening to the radio with my mom (who shares a B Day with Bob Dylan).
2. When I was 15 I thought i was Jim Morrison. I would get drunk at the high school parties with my older brother and sing all the songs. I guess the weed and beer were good -- no one ever complained of me singing out of tune.
3. I used to LOVE to listen to the radio show, "Reelin' In The Years" when I was in high school. It used to come on Sunday AM, when i was just waking from trippin dazes.
4. Feb 20th, 1994, I was 17, stood in line for 24 hours with my bro to buy 13 Pink Floyd tickets for all our friends. Saw the first show on June 2nd, 1994 at the good ol Vet. One of the greatest moments of my life. On The Turning Away was that song that was always on the radio/cd/tape when we were trippin, it would never go away.
5. "Hey you smokin mother nature...this is a bust." I don't know which was cooler, Tommy or The Wall. Yes, both way different and both were watched 100's of times when we were supposed to be in school being Mr. Normals.
6. "Monkey Man" on Goodfella's -- Classic.
Enjoy the memories:
Joy To The World
Like A Rolling Stone
Three Little Birds
Born To Run
Houses Of The Holy
Sweet Home Alabama
Heart Of Gold
Rockin' In The Free World
Me and Julio
It's All Over Now
Reelin' In The Years
Give A Little Bit
Take The Long Way Home
Runnin' Down A Dream
We're Not Gonna Take It
LEARNING TO FLY
WISH YOU WERE HERE
ON THE TURNING AWAY
* On the other hand, I could have gave him 4-17-69 and left him scratchin the hair off his head -- now that would be something.
This post was modified by stilldead77 on 2007-09-29 20:06:55
Sep 29, 2007 2:28pm
Re: Blessed To Know The Dead -- How Bout Music In General
nice post stilldead
it was my old man who turned me on to rock. he passed away this march, he was 86.it was early 60s, we used to have grunding reel to reel and he used to tape plenty of old rock´n´roll from radio. he dug elvis, berry, blues and similar stuff. later he loved to listen to dead (esp europe 72), but he couldn´t stand zepp. said it was too loud and hysterical
the very first song from his tape collection that opened my eyes was ˝under the boardwalk˝ by stones. he bought me a few beatles singles, which i did like, but the never ending revolution in my head started really with ˝satisfaction˝. it was the turning point
i was listening to stones (and acting accordingly > problems, problems) all the time, when hendrix and cream came along and the avalanche started. it was full steam ahead for me, from 66/67 onwards
i´ve seen 100s of shows over past 4 decades and created a mammoth rock record>cd collection. dead, stones, yardbirds, animals, zepp, jeff beck, taste, rory gallagher, johnny winter, abb, lynyrd skynyrd, quicksilver, airplane, starship, tuna, steve miller, doors, spirit, steppenwolf, zappa, beefheart, little feat, traffic, floyd, deep purple, tya, free, hawkwind, motorhead ..........
get off of my cloud
voodoo chile (sr)
house of the rising sun
crown of creation
ride the tiger
who do you love
pride of man
whole lotta love
shapes of things
born to be wild
master of the universe
smoke on the water............
i could go on forever
Sep 29, 2007 4:50pm
Re: Blessed To Know The Dead -- How Bout Music In General
Well, you asked, so I hope you packed a lunch, because this will take a little while.
I have early memories of driving to the grocery store with my Mom singing to the radio. She would sometimes start singing while doing housework as I played on the floor with my toys, too. As she got older, she gradually stopped breaking spontaneously into song like that, but the impression it left on me can't be overstated.
My sister would rave to early Beatles in her room with the girl from across the street, and I can clearly recall She Loves You and I Want To Hold Your Hand drifting into the room I shared with my brother as we tried to recreate fight scenes from Batman. Our playmate from next door had half-siblings who were almost a full generation older than him, and he used to break out their records while we messed around at his house. The first song I clearly remember really connecting with personally was one of those, Hanky Panky by Tommy James & The Shondells. We would also listen to Crimson & Clover and Crystal Blue Persuasion along with Creedence Clearwater Revival records.
The first time I ever put money in a jukebox was at the local donut shop. My brother recommended that I spend my dime to hear a really "out o' sight" tune called Purple Haze. The family went out to eat some time later, and the first jukebox choice I made independently was Honky Tonk Women. To this day, it's my favorite Rolling Stones song.
And it was a very momentous occasion when our older cousin, who was our babysitter, brought her latest acquisition to the house with her for us to hear. It was called Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. I guess it was a couple of years later when I coaxed my Mom into buying me my first album while shopping at J.C. Penney's: Led Zeppelin II. Zeppelin became my first favorite band. I have a very clear memory of the first time I ever heard Stairway To Heaven: it was late at night, and the radio was playing on a Friday night while I was going to sleep, but I was hooked from the first notes, not even aware at that moment that it was the new Zeppelin song, but I figured that out before the song was done. I was amazed by it, and to this day, I have never gotten tired of hearing it, in spite of the cliche' status it eventually developed. The first concert tickets I ever bought were to see them, but the tour was canceled for reasons I don't clearly remember.
A few other albums that got played a lot at our house while I was coming into my own as a music fan were The White Album; Abbey Road; Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme; and Bridge Over Troubled Water. I sang along to those songs religiously, except, of course Revolution 9, which, along with the really spooky passage at the end of Long, Long, Long, gave me nightmares. There was also a Ray Charles compilation of my parents' that we used to play quite a bit, too.
And I absolutely loved Tommy, and saw the movie about a half a dozen times at the theater, although watching it for the first time in years on AMC recently made me realize what a pretentious, overblown piece of crap it was. Daltrey was such a powerful singer back then, though, and his songs hold up musically even if Ken Russell's visual interpretation was completely whacked. God, it's hard to watch Ann-Margret in that thing. But there is Clapton doing Eyesight To The Blind, Tina Turner kicking Acid Queen right in the ass, and Elton rocked Pinball Wizard in spite of those ridiculous shoes. With Pete, Moonie, and The Ox backing him up, the scene still works, even if only by its own bizarre set of standards. And NO ONE could have been cast as Uncle Ernie other than Keith. I also had the London Symphony Orchestra version of the album, but I don't remember much about it beyond Rod Stewart's rendition of Pinball Wizard, which wasn't half bad at all. Steve Winwood might have been on that, too.
And speaking of Elton John, I went through that phase, too. I had Madman Across The Water, Honky Chateau, Caribou (admittedly, not one of his best---The Bitch Is Back? Ouch! But Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me turned out to be one his all-timers, even though the title lent itself to some raunchy jokes in the years that followed), and Captain Fantastic & The Brown Dirt Cowboy (one that I liked a lot more than most other folks did). Some of those albums were picked up when I joined Columbia House. Or maybe it was some other record club, but I wound up with 461 Ocean Boulevard, Harvest, Superfly, and the Three Dog Night Greatest Hits package, Golden Biscuits, among others. Those, I think, might have gotten the most turntable time.
The first exposure I had at all to the Dead was a paperback about psychedelic era bands or The Fillmore or something like that, but it did make me aware that The Grateful Dead existed and that they were, for whatever reason, an exceptionally good live band. I never heard their music though, other than a couple of plays of Truckin' on the radio, until I saw them on their double-bill appearance with The Who at the Oakland Coliseum in 1976. My first concert, a few days after my 15th birthday, that was the first day of the rest of my life.
Blue Sky: Not all that significant to me-I didn't really pick up on the Brothers until much later in life, after I starting learning more about blues following Jerry's passing. I did get to interview Dickey a few years ago, though. Jessica appeals to me more than Blue Sky.
Joy To The World: Not my favorite Three Dog Night tune, and I think the tale of that alcoholic frog worked as a novelty hit as much as anything else, overshadowing what I believe were better songs by them. As far as one that's a little quirky, though, I prefer Never Been To Spain.
Like A Rolling Stone: Ancient memories of Dylan on the radio. My appreciation for Bob also increased the more I learned about the blues.
Three Little Birds: Marley's music always seemed to be part of the soundtrack to the college years. As he said in Trenchtown Rock, "One good thing about music is it makes you feel okay." Three Little Birds certainly did.
Born To Run: I am a Johnny-Come-Lately Springsteen fan, by all means, and when Born To Run was big, I was among those who just didn't get it. As I did start to appreciate his work, though, I would have to say that Thunder Road impacted me much more deeply.
Hungry Heart: Even though I wasn't a fan, I still thought it was cool that the light rock radio station where I worked after high school picked it up as a single.
L.A. Woman: A song that is a lot of fun, and it's hard to go wrong with a rock and roll number that begins, "Well, I just got into town about an hour ago---Took a look around see which way the wind blow . . . " As far as the mojo risin' sequence---well, that's just Jim being his weird, a little full-of-himself self if you ask me.
INSTANT KARMA!: For the longest time, I didn't know the title and thought he was saying, "Yes, this cop is gonna get you." A little stupid, right? But what an inspirational song, and it was so even when I was a kid and didn't fully understand it.
Houses Of The Holy: A great, somewhat overlooked cooker from the mighty, mighty Zep---another one that just makes me feel good when I hear it.
Dixie Chicken: I didn't know Little Feat at all when I bought Waiting For Columbus on a whim, but that one, along with Willin', sounded strangely familiar, and I can't really say why that is. The Dixieland interlude on that version is golden, plus the song itself has one of the greatest punchlines ever: "All the boys at the bar began to sing along." GREAT, GREAT song!
Sweet Home Alabama: It introduced most of the world to one of Southern Rock's best. I can do without it, though. Give me That Smell, On The Hunt, You Got That Right, or Call Me The Breeze, and I can work with any of those.
Ohio: Greatest protest song in all of rock.
Heart Of Gold: Like Neil said, it put him in the middle of the road, but he decided to head straight for the ditch. I still like it, though, and like Sweet Home did for Skynyrd, Heart of Gold put him on the map.
Rockin' In The Free World: I heard it too much while working in classic rock radio and not one of my favorites of his, but apparently he likes it because he consistently includes it as part of his setlists.
Me and Julio: His first solo album was another that was part of that record club batch I got when I was a kid, and I just liked it and Mother and Child Reunion a whole lot. Duncan and Papa Hobo were a couple of others that really stood out for me.
Tumbling Dice: No real specific memories, but it would probably make my Rolling Stones Top Five.
Gimme Shelter: Maybe that one would, too. I never get tired of hearing it. But I think my first exposure to it was when Cheech & Chong used it as background music in one of their sketches---I might have been either Vietnam or The Strawberry Revival Festival, and I think the needle was stuck, playing "it's just a shot away" over and over again.
Monkey Man: I'm with you on Goodfellas---Jump Into The Fire by Nilsson, too
It's All Over Now: Some damned good Stones there, too, but I actually liked the Dead's version better. The Stones recording was a bit primitive.
Reelin' In The Years: Yet another radio staple that I never got tired of hearing. Reminds of happy times in junior high and high school. Fagen and Becker seemed to have preferred rearranging it to play live, though: much more laid-back and jazzy.
Give A Little Bit/Take The Long Way Home: I was never a Supertramp fan at all, but I think they (along with countless others) deserve consideration for Rock and Roll Hall of Fame induction so much more than . . . oh, never mind---no need to open that can. If I have to listen to them, though, give me School or Bloody Well Right.
Runnin' Down A Dream: I really liked it the first time I ever heard it---one of those memories that sticks in my head for no good reason---actually driving in a car, rain hitting the windshield. But another one that radio work burned out for me.
Free Fallin': A song that has always bored me practically to tears.
Jammin' Me: I'm indifferent to it.
Baba o'riley: Life is better because of Who's Next---visions of the band ripping it up on stage.
We're Not Gonna Take It: You can search the world over and you will never find anything more uplifting than Daltrey singing, "LISTENING TO YOU . . . etc." That shit brings tears to my eyes.
LEARNING TO FLY/WISH YOU WERE HERE/COMFORTABLY NUMB/ON THE TURNING AWAY: I will never turn any of them off when I hear them come on the radio, and there are far too many Pink Floyd memories for me to try to zero in on one for each of these. I finally got to see them on the final tour (The Division Bell), and they played all of these except, I think, for On The Turning Away. It was just as great of a show as one would expect from Pink Floyd. I'd have to say my favorite Floyd, though, is Time along with the Breathe Reprise.